Barcelona, as all cities, has as many hopes, memories, and stories as people that have lived or visited it. Those places where millions of experiences cross and branch out are full of contradictions, fears and wishes. Without trying to comprise what its memories and corners agglomerate, “Where water comes together with other water” Is an essay through some of its inhabitants and city fragments.

I portrayed people from different origins and went out to depict the city avoiding postcard pictures. In their faces I looked for silence, that silence from a itness that can’t stop being influenced by the events, the landscape, the sounds and smells, and even the history predating their memory. This forced silence ends up exploding through their gaze, a kind of mantle falls through their skin and turns into a riddle that fuses with their own semblance.

Independently from these inhabitants’ place of origin or final destination, the shared stage of daily chores gathers them, it is Barcelona where they recognize themselves.

“…Can anything be more wonderful than a spring?But the big streams have my heart too.And the places streams flow into rivers.The open mouths of rivers where they join the sea.The places where water comes togetherwith other water. Those places stand outin my mind like holy places.But these coastal rivers!…”

Fragment of “Where water comes together with other water” by Raymond Carver, which inspires the title of this project.